LOOK INTO THE LOOKING GLASS.

I wake up everyday in a huge white bed, open windows that look out to the beautiful city skyline. My floors are wooden shiny, and a little cold. I stretch and prepare a small cereal bowl full of my favorite fruits, turn on my favorite Erykah Badu album. I would love to wake up to this. I'd drive in an all black audi or maybe even a BMW car during the week heading to the office in place of my own radio show. I get calls for advice, prank some people, play my favorite hits that are popping this year the day ends and I go home to my favorite person. Whoever the person is. I check my bank account and is filled with more than enough money to buy some new things I've seen on Nordstroms website. Life is all that I would ever dream of. Simple, content, no drama, no stress.

 I wake up in a cold sweat, something doesnt feel right. I suddenly feel the need to reach out to my mom. I know she hasnt been feeling so well, I need to speak to her at this very instant. The phone would ring, but shes not gonna pick up. I dont panic, because I know shes a heavy sleeper. But her phone is usally very loud. Its 4:30 in the morning who would be up at this time? I call my brother and ask why our mother wouldnt be answering the phone. He tells me shes been in the hospital and immediately my heart sinks into my stomach. 1000 questions race into my mind and so would fear. Why didnt anyone tell me? Why wasnt I contacted sooner. So much for communication. My heart hurts because I dont know if shes okay. I've been far away why couldnt I reach out myself. My brother tells me shes sick, but she'll be okay. Scared but relieved shes still around. I could wake up one day and have to face that my mom could be gone.

I move to New Orleans, weird because I dont like hot places. I live in a swampy area, and oddly I
enjoy it. I'm a voodoo doctor. I've talked about being one when I was younger. I've also been told "Voodoo believes in you wether you believe in it or not." I make things happen for the locals who live in the area as well. I try to make nothing but good things happen for people who come to me, but some get greedy. They use my voodoo to hurt others and thats not what I intended.

And I heard'em say nothing's ever promised tomorrow today. 

Life is all four seasons.

I just want to feel completed.  

Accomplishments, and goals.

I can see it now, not too far from now.

Beautiful beach vacations.

I see it every time I open my text book...

And lay in it. I dream of this.

It's so close but not too far.

No one can hold me back from creating 

My dream to a reality. 

Shiny cars and trips with the stars would be nice.

A 401k and millions of dollars would be better. 

I can see it, I can really see it.

Never worry about a thing. 

My dreams are my life promises.

It can easily happen tomorrow.

But as it was sung,

Nothing's ever promised tomorrow today.